-Mary and Max,
2009 Australian ‘claymation’ film
Twenty-five years ago today
January 14, 1986
Tuesday
I arrived at work by 8AM today. During my drive over the Oakland Bay Bridge I was dwelling on my jaguar convertible that I plan to purchase in 1987 (definitely?).
Work was drab. I had a lonely lunch in the cafeteria. After I ate I sat with Mary McTiernan and Sue Fisher in the lounge as they watched ‘ALL MY CHILDREN’, the soap-opera.
I whispered to Mary, “Chad says hi and he misses you.”
Mary loved that. I could tell. Why am I jealous? I kind of like Mary, too. I hate her smoking habit. And yet, I like Chad a lot more…so I don’t know.
I worked until 7PM with Cindy Chow, Margaret Lai and Earl Kirk.
I browsed a newspaper with the movie listings. Chad and I may go out this weekend. Funds are low but that won’t stop me from having a good time. I only live once. Speaking of which…Emmalene of PacTel Info Systems wants to treat me to a drink at PIER 39 for giving her so many telephone equipment sales.
Chad reminded me about what Larry had told him.
“Yes, so Larry gave me three months to get OUT.”
“What did you tell him?”
“Well, he asked if I was moving in with you or my folks.”
I would love for him to move in with me but he’s got to help me. I can’t support him. I won’t allow it to be the same as it was with him and Larry (if that is the actual case—it must’ve been). Larry cooked. Larry gave him money and all sorts of stuff.
Pat Shikuzawa said yesterday, “My boyfriend is giving me one-hundred dollars a month while he’s living with me. It helps but he really needs to move out and see what it’s like to be on his own.”
Chad has experienced being on his own. I think he needs to refresh his memory of it though.
I want to do aerobics exercise tonight since I’m home now (at 8:15PM). I want to sleep first…
I did sleep until I faintly heard the phone ring. It was Sherri.
Sherri asked, “Do you think you could babysit tomorrow night for Ashley?”
“Uh…”
“It’s because John is taking me out for my birthday.”
“It’s no problem.”
It will be nice to see Ashley. It’s been a while and I like spending time with my niece.
I received an interesting poetic letter from Chad. I’m not sure what to make of it—except that I know he’s concerned and wants our friendship (and then some) to especially work out. I believe our relationship will go over well if we both work on it during those tough times.
I wanted to do some aerobic exercise but my internal energy was at an all time low. I showered and chose to crawl under the covers. I plan to be at work at 7AM tomorrow morning anyway.
Steph Redding telephoned.
“IF you get a Jag, Michael, it has to be a stick shift.”
I thought that IF I get a Jag it may not be for a couple of years since I am thinking that purchasing a house may be a better objective.
Back in New York for the funeral of Walter Yetnikoff’s mother one chum told David Geffen after the service, “You know, David, of all of us you’re the one who became the most successful.”
“Yeah, but it doesn’t mean anything when you’re dead, Geffen said sadly, “I have nothing really. I have NO relationship, no family.”
--Tom King
“The Operator: David Geffen Builds, Buys, and Sells the New Hollywood”
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